Did I know that love could be so strong,
And yet, so asexual?
That I yearn to touch you,
Hungry and impatient,
But unlike any other touching?
That I yearn to heal you,
You who I’ve never seen?
Did I know that it was you I’ve always waited for?
The you of words and wisdom,
Of pain and patience?
That my search for meaning
Would have such a beautiful face?
Did I know that He would walk you through the valleys of thorns,
So that I may watch and learn from your grace?
And did I know that for me to heal,
You would bleed from every pore?
If I could, I would push you away.
If I could, I would undo knowing you.
My pilgrimage is not worthy of you:
I love you too much for you to be my lesson.
3 hours ago